I saw the heated anger flare behind Lorenzo’s eyes. Oh, shit.
My blood ran cold at the realization that he was very likely picking up Cruz’s distinguishable scent which must have clung to me after he and I parted ways at the cafe. It was overly musky and a bit too much on the senses.
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